Tuesday, jenthemom, Beautyshop momma and I visited A day in the life of a blonde. We went to her house for a last hurrah before her baby came. There was brownies and no bake cheesecake for the two prego ladies and Veggies and crackers for the two who were not. Actually it didn't work out that way. I have no will power. I think I could almost eat anything in front of me, its some sort of oral thing. My solution is not to be around it, but I have to eat sometime.
Now back to my story...
We went there to pamper the blonde and ourselves. Pedis, manis, and waxing were on the menu, but we were laughing so hard we forgot (plus there was food). Its probably a good thing too because who can paint a decent toenail when your doubled over and imagine trying to wax. Waxing is serious business; not for the lighthearted. So what if things didn't go as planned.
I think the blonde secretly wished all of the laughing would induce labour. Nothing! I feel bad for her she seems so uncomfortable. I do hope it comes a week or two early. The babe should stay in there just long enough for the lungs to finish developing and then out it should come. Unfortunately for me it didn't happen that way for me. Both my kids were a week + overdue. I honestly hope that doesn't happen to the blonde. However I have a bit of a confession to make. Most of the time I secretly wish pregnant ladies to go over one week. I don't want anything bad to happen, just that the gestate a little longer. I know I'm a sicko, but misery love company, or I just want to be more normal. Just to make it clear, I don't want the blonde to go over. She is miserable enough already.
So here is to a bunch of women getting together, talking about sex, and eating chocolate. Oh look my husband is shaking his head over there in the corner. I bet he wishes he had mental "earplugs". Oh honey you know I would never ever talk about us;)